Lyrics:
the house flyin' high
then I realize the dj's playin' na dope, dope track
oh! my god?the kru's makin a comeback!
whack, wickety whack
the rap maniac is back
away
Oh God, it seems so very far
And if life is just a highway, then the soul is just a car
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer
Charles was the place
Still got luv for the boot y'all in my Blood everyday
Still the same ol yay I just got a lil Wiser
If skies is the limit I'm just
feelin' paranoid
Tell my mom I got a job but I'm sellin' boy
I need the big bad Brabus with the roof rack
I need the big bad Brabus with the roof rack
Just
album too, nigga
(That's what it is)
But dig this, they wanna know what we been workin' on together (yeah)
Yeah, that's that "Can't Feel My Face"
on doing what I do
Ah
So when I make it big y'all gun wanna fuck with me
And for the people who hate, just know you stuck with me
By popular demand but I
Jesus give me strength right here
I just got alot on my mind
Yeah
Giving thanks for what we got
All the blessings straight from God
Why be stressing
and my bitch)
I might take me a trip
(It's just me and my bitch
Listening to big shit
Me and bitch
Things done changed
I'm just Tryna get rich
It's
yeah, that's a bad cop
Don't play by the rules, that's how you get rich
Big Bac Boolin with my feet up in this shit
God made a way cause I'm still in this
shoot the scene, we making movies too
Make that sound I put that Birdie on that target to
To , to, to
Bottle neck how she. Choking on my dick too
Yea big
Every single time I'm down, I find a way to get up
Whether it's working, jugging or riding
It don't matter
I'm coming up
I be by my
I'd give you
Just seem to pass me by
No matter how I try
I hope you understand
This is not what I had planned for us
God only knows if my
possible
By thinking
Anything is possible
Gotta make my dreams
More than probable
So ima break
Through anything
Through any foe
Go toe to toe
With the giants
Miami Vice is small time,L.A's the big league
From the rollin' 60's to the nickerson "G"
Pueblos,grape street,this is what I see
The jungle,the 30's,the
it's my turn
Don't get me wrong, Nate, you've had a great run
But it's time to give the people somethin' different
So without further ado, I'd
Like
It's Big Don on the fuckin' track
Walk in the spot, they look in my direction
Hold up, is that why you mad
I hope not You don't want me to slide
Blart
Your mom smells worse than a dog fart
My breakfast of choice is a lukewarm Pop Tart (blueberry)
Boom, bam, conquer Goliath like David (Bible)
Hey,
apocalypse, MP
You know the name
You know the name
So you can clearly the premise is basic
If yo shit dope, I'm the poppy seed
Big and Pac on opposite ends if
a month or so since you left and
Feeling like myself God damn
Feeling like myself, I am
Real cool, real cool
Ate an edible on a plane
Twas a big mood, big
it
And Big be that nigga we be flying through your hood
And hood rats scoping with they eyes on my goods
See we date em like we hate em, see em like we
backing down
This girl is on fire
This girl is on fire
She's walking on fire
This girl is on fire
Looks like a gir, but she's a flame
So bright,
she's the one that birthed me
I do this for my dad
I'm Glad he never left me
I've been chosen by the Lord to do his Will with no regrets see
I do this for
There is one God
Grace is for everyone: big and small
Grace is for the wanderer- you can stand tall
Grace will never let you down- gives you ways
go & ride out
Wit yo boy; It’s so big, I wanna play wit it like a toy
Got me rubbin on it, touchin on it; Gracias, por favor
Got me gone, got me feelin
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